Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

had lied about my town, my schooling and my

my status as a

any important stuff that would lead the people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him have a flat tire: And he totally

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

  His car didn't have

would make it any less than the beauty that

lips curved up as a memory from the

his Ferrari GT and he had taken

we had spent the evening later in the

on the way and without waiting for me or

moment later I heard

to the passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw

moment I sat down, I tried, I had

have to drive me.I

He didn't say anything.

held the steering wheel like one would hold a lover as he pulled

minutes later, I knew where

Apartments, the wrong address I had written on the form after looking it

my lips and tried again, "You can drop

had a few things

me and he said, "I'll

you want to

up on my

offer, I didn't have

I sighed.

buy

just have to suck it

off and I will wait for him to leave then I'll make my way to

route back to my

for the usual butterscotch pastry this

that I would be late to reach on

came to a slow stop

turned to him and said, "Thank

looked at me for a long moment that made me nervous and

didn't understand why he was becoming such a

knew

smile on my face as I said, "No, you

my fate as he opened his

hated me so much as I saw Kristian rounding

come and I didn't wait as I

came to stand on my side, I

He arched a brow.

and looked for a reason why he couldn't come inside except that he

said, "Mom wouldn't want to

stretched between us and he

against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles

I saw

like a GQ

wearing a suit that was a combination